Ning Xueluo was unhappy with Han Xiao's attitude, but Han Xiao was not Dai Wei, nor was he an employee of Histor. Moreover, she had to rely on Han Xiao to push Ze Ling into the abyss, so she could only endure it now.
"Haha, don't mind it, Mr. Han, I'm just asking... I admire Mr. Han Xiao's design very much, so I plan to mass-produce it."
After Ning Xueluo finished speaking, she looked at the design drawings again. After a few breaths, Ning Xueluo frowned.
She hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now Ning Xueluo discovered an obvious flaw: one of the Rakshasa's designs was missing some limbs.
"Mr. Han Xiao, your design has some flaws." Ning Xueluo placed the design drawing in front of Han Xiao and pointed out the flaws.
Seeing this, Han Xiao stood up, and his eyes, devoid of any human emotion, fell on Ning Xueluo.
Being looked at like this by Han Xiao, Ning Xueluo's whole body froze for some reason.
"How can a newbie like you who knows nothing about anything understand what a flaw is?" Han Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sketching out a wicked smile: "There is no perfect design. Perfection... itself is imperfect. If that's the case, why bother racking your brains and pretending to be as perfect as possible."
“Yes, yes, brother Han Xiao is absolutely right! The boss also cares about brother Han Xiao, so don’t take it too seriously... Haha..." Dai Wei felt a little cold in his heart. Even if he offended Ning Xueluo, he didn’t dare to offend Han Xiao.
Moreover, her boss is not proficient in this area and actually questioned Han Xiao's work. If she angers this lunatic Han Xiao, she will know what flaws are. She is most afraid that innocent people will be harmed and she will also be flawed by Han Xiao...
"Brother Han Xiao's design must be trying to express that perfection is ugliness, and simply acknowledging imperfection is a kind of beauty." Dai Wei flattered him with a big smile on his face.
"You know nothing." Han Xiao pulled his cap down again: "I'm just too lazy to continue designing imperfections."
Hearing this, Dai Wei's face darkened and he felt extremely embarrassed. This Han Xiao was a little too direct.
"So, what does Mr. Han mean?" Ning Xueluo asked tentatively.
Ning Xueluo was unsure now. Even if it was a little damaged, it couldn't stop the charm of this dress. But she didn't know what Han Xiao meant. This man had a very weird personality.
"Histor can produce this dress, but the quantity cannot exceed fifty." Han Xiao said lightly.
"Fifty?!"
"Limited edition?"
"The works I create are for viewing, not for profit. Do you understand?" Han Xiao said coldly.
"Okay, I understand. Let's produce fifty pieces first." Ning Xueluo thought about it and finally agreed.
Anyway, as long as Han Xiao stays in their company, there will definitely be a lot of works like this in the future. Even if the quantity is small, it doesn't matter. On the contrary, it can greatly improve the quality of the historian.
"Mr. Han Xiao, I wonder what this dress should be called?" Ning Xueluo asked before leaving.
“Black Faith.”
Han Xiao answered like this.
…
Soon, "Black Faith" created by Han Xiao was finally produced by historian, no more, no less, a total of fifty pieces.
The first piece, "Black Faith", was collected by Ning Xueluo personally.
Subsequently, Ning Xueluo invited major fashion magazines and some influential fashion media to visit Histor's headquarters to view Histor's latest masterpieces.